What Does It Mean To Kiss With Your Eyes Open Novels & Stories

My protests still don't take it. she looked me in the eye, then the next action she gave me couldn't predict. she suddenly brought her face closer to me, I reflexively closed both my eyes. Then I felt a damp object touch my eyes alternately. I then opened my eyes. Realizing that she had kissed both my eyes with her tiny pink lips. And she calmly still smiles in front of me. She doesn't know just my heart pounding because of what he did. And she still faithfully looked me in the eye. Then there was one thing in my mind. I looked into her eyes, and I was staring blindly at me.

I met his gaze with bold defiance and snapped, "And what will happen if I do?" "You have two options. Either I blind you with my fingers, or I close them with a kiss that leaves you unable to keep your eyes open." My lips parted. My eyes widened fully. My hand shook as I grabbed my wine glass. What did he just say? Close my eyes with a kiss? I swear my cheeks were burning red, close to catching fire from his shameless words. How could he speak like this so calmly? So coldly?

I closed my eyes‚ not wαnting to look αt him. “Open your eyes‚” he commαnded. I shook my heαd αnd looked the other wαy. “Liαnα. Open your eyes. Look αt me αs I fuck you‚” he sαid αgαin‚ αnd when I didn’t comply‚ he tilted my fαce to him αnd plunged deeper into me‚ mαking my eyes fly open in shock αs α gαsp left my lips. “Good‚” he sαid‚ αnd then slαmmed his lips on mine αnd kissed me senseless.

He caresses my lower lip with his thumb and puts it in my mouth. - Suck! I do what he asks, he closes his eyes to enjoy the sensations my mouth gives him. He eventually removes his finger, quickly replaced by his lips. He kisses me slowly, as if he is trying to record the taste and sensation in his mind. - You can't imagine what the touch of your lips does to me! How do you manage to captivate me like this? I can't seem to distance myself from you. I see in his eyes that intense hunger that he tries to hide by closing his eyes. When he opens them, they are filled with ice. What is wrong? He seemed to enjoy being there with me.

“Just sign. You’re a sight for sore eyes.” “I don’t know why they say that. I mean, it’s gross. Your eyes are sore, red, and with discharge. Ew.” She continued signing. I stood up and went to her. “I can kiss you, right?” Before she could answer, I cupped her face tenderly and kissed her lips. “I love you.” “I love you.”

Their lips glided and she smiled, immediately their lips met, she opened her eyes, and seeing that his eyes were closed, she pierced the paper with her long nails. She stretched her hands and poured in all the substance into his glass which was sitting prettily beside them. After the deed was done, she wrapped her hands around him and kissed him deeper. It seemed like the president was engrossed in the kiss because his eyes had been closed since the beginning of the kiss. No wonder they always said, keep your eyes open while you kiss.

He was such a failure of a man. Not wanting to admit that, Cassian stubbornly declared, "A scholar once said that love is blind. The world you see when your eyes are closed is the world you find in poetry and romance. "A biologist also said that kissing activates dozens of facial nerves and naturally causes the eyes to close. According to chemistry experts, saliva contains hundreds of protein enzymes. The exchange of these enzymes will cause a person to go into a daze, making their eyelids droop—" "But we didn't kiss, so there wasn't any exchange of saliva or enzymes," Serena piped up, cutting him off. "Be honest with me. Have you never kissed someone before?"

He lifted his hooded gaze from my lips and looked at me. "So you're kissing me or we are sleeping like this toning with you in my arms," he asked with a victory smirk. He looked so happy as this situation was a win-win situation for him. In both ways, he was going to have one or another thing. "Close your eyes first," I said as I didn't want his eyes to be open. "I won't. What is the fun in that? You kiss me with my eyes open," he said in his firm tone with a haze in his eyes.

I stand on my toes, pressing a gentle kiss on his cheek, a gesture of gratitude for this extraordinary experience. "We will take a rest for a while then I have something special for you." He rubs his nose with mine. At that moment, Michael's eyes light up with affection, and he lifts me effortlessly, his hands firmly holding my waist. Our eyes meet, and without a word, our lips meet in a long, deep kiss. It's a kiss that speaks volumes, filled with the promise of love, intimacy, and a future filled with endless possibilities.

Staring directly to my face, he drew his lips closer, and started kissing me. Immediately, I opened my eyes. I saw him kissing me with his eyes shut. Why am I not stopping him? "What... what are you...?" I stuttered, and he gasped.....